George Vampire Harrison

Chapter 19

 A few days later I still didn’t get any blood. I barely can hold my eyes open. I feel weak and depressed. I haven’t allowed anyone in unless they got me blood. I’m scared. I feel like I’m a lot older and still young. My whole body is pale and looking old soft and I’m thin. My theory about this is that vampires are more sensitive for weight, age and power. I try to sit up but it’s pointless.

 By an intercom speaks the woman to me. “Sir. We call an Ambulance for you.”

 I weakly shake my head. “It’s pointless. I only need blood. Nothing else.” I’m not sure if she can hear me or not. I hope anyway she can read my lips and my headshaking.

 “We should save you sir. That are the rules over here.” She says.

“I’m dead already. That doesn’t change a thing.” I reply.

“You can’t be dead sir.” She says.

“Lass.. I haven’t a heartbeat. I’ve sharp teeth. I need blood. I got old in just 4 days. When DO YOU REALISE?” I say and end up calling which cost me a lot of energy.

“George?” I hear Ringo’s voice.

I turn my head towards the window. Slowly and powerless. “Ringo?” I say quietly. I’m not sure if he’s real or not. I feel like not that he’s a hallucination.

“George? You okay?” Ringo speaks in the intercom.

“No.. I’m not.” I whisper. I start to cry.

“I come in..” Ringo says. I let him. I’m probably too weak to drink him.

The door unlocks and Ringo goes in. “Jesus… It smells here like dead body.” He says.

“Thanks..” I say sarcastic.

Sorry..” Ringo replies.

“Just think before you speak.” I say.

“George I didn’t mean to.. I was surprised..” Ringo says filled with guiltiness. “You look bad…” He says when he finally noticed me looking so bad.

“I know.. I need blood.” I reply sadly. I can smell his fresh blood streaming through his body. I need it so badly.

“Should I give you…? A glass?” Ringo says.

“Your blood tastes amazing. I would love to. And need to. But I don’t want to take your blood away. It’s bad. It’s very bad…” I say half crying.

Ringo walks over to me. And sits next my bed where I’m lying. I weakly reach for him. I’m desperate for his blood. But Ringo won’t see it. He takes my hand.

“You’re cold…” he says.

“I’m a dead thing… Have you found anything to help me? People here are very idiotic. They can’t understand it..” I say. I try to sit up and fail completely.

Ringo pushes me down gently. “Keep there. I haven’t found something yet. Aside how vampires got buried… It’s horrible. Their skull got crushed by a stone and a big stone got done in the mouth so they couldn’t bite and would die cause no air.. It’s very horrible…”

I feel a feared shiver through my body. “I don’t that to be my dead…” I reply a bit scared.

“It won’t happen I promise.” Ringo replies.

“I need  blood.” I gasp. The fear made me a lot more weak. Ringo quickly gets a glass and makes his finger bleed. My eyes get red and I’m filled with adrenaline like a hounding dog. Ringo feeds me the glass blood. I get a little stronger. But it’s still to less of what I need. But at least I can survive a little longer now. I look at him. “You didn’t need to do that..” I say.

“Oh yes I did.” Ringo says like a speech.

I sigh. “Can you bring me home. I’m too weak to attack you guys and I hate it here by people who can’t understand me. They think I’m crazy.” I say.

“You can’t attack us?” Ringo asks.

“I’m too weak.” I reply.

Ringo looks sad and also happy, I bet he doesn’t know how or what to feel.

“Can you take me home?” I ask.

“Ehm.. Maybe…” Ringo says. He stands up and bows over me to pick me up.

But the intercom calls. “Leave Mister Harrison there. He’s not ready to leave. He’s crazy. Keep him there.”

“I told you they think I’m crazy.” I look at Ringo.

“But.. If I understand this. You will never be able to leave this place unless you’re healed.” Ringo says.

“Oh no…” I say shocked and a little bit in panic.